3/11/2009

Emails from College

DS made time for me last week-end on a trip back to Atlanta; we went to dinner. Conversational snippets:

DS: “So how’s poorpoorGinger?”

Mom: “She threw up in my moccasins.”

DS: “Sorry.”

Mom: “She’s your cat.”

DS: “Not anymore.”

...

Mom: “How’s your pizza delivery job?” [Recall that this is the DS who could now be excelling himself at either the Air Force Academy or West Point]

DS: [with great relish] “Wow.People are unusual [not his actual word].They don’t know where they live.If they have names, they don’t know them.One guy didn’t havea house and asked us to deliver to the Wal-Mart parking lot.He promised he would meet us there.”

Mom: “Are you learning anythingat that school?”

DS: “Sure Mom, I’m learning all about Gandhi.In Gandhi class. But this guy at the Wal-Mart.Turned out he actually did have a cabin.Sort of.Out in the woods.He didn’t want us to come out there.I think he was a [with enormous relish] squatter.”

Mom: “Move to Milledgeville and see the world.”

...

Mom: “I know what.Let’s talk about quilting.”

DS: “You go first.”

Mom: “I’m working on this sampler medallion quilt; the center appliqué uses both freezer paper and fusible web for the reverse appliqué motif; there is a sawtooth border made of 360 half-square triangles, oh and don’t forget the Job’s Tears and Chip and Whetstone blocks.There’s an inner border to stop the eye and a mix of lights and darks over the entire ground for sufficient contrast.I started making the half-square triangles from scratch but then tried Thangles, which is working well, of course you have to cut right on the grain, but I may try the computer-generated Triangulations before I’m done, because you can also make quarter-square triangles with those.”

DS: “Mom, do you have any friends?I mean ones who come up to the door?”

Also went junking on Saturday. Didn't buy anything, but aren't these pretty? Ooo, I can just visualize repainting the first one and doing some decorative painting:

At least with blogging friends you don't need to clean house! But someday I WILL show up at your door! Meanwhile, I can't get into my gmail acct, I am in MT and all is well. Son has a very nice wife. I think this will work out well for all of us! LOL!

That post cracks me up! It's your cat... not any more. "Do you have any friends that actually come to the door?" It's so true isn't it? I just spent an hour (or two) on the phone with my sister who lives on the other side of town, who I hardly ever see, and I was telling her that I work every weekend as I don't have anything else to do, and she said "no friends?", and I did say, 'well I've got my computer'...

Milledgeville -- wow, I'd never even heard of the town until my son moved there a few years ago when he got his internship at the Ritz Carlton at Reynolds Plantation. We found a great *little* apartment that he could afford without any roommates. He since moved a little closer to work but I get the sense there's not much out there in Milledgeville.